 Beyond all limits and bombastic, if the poem is slam poetry or something, it's going to be terrible. But if it's controlled, if it's got limits, that's where the beauty lies. And that's where the beauty was in Trump's answers. He gets the line in, yeah, you beat Medicare to death. Let me tell you, now let me move on. Little zinger, zoom, zoom, there we go. Okay, now let me tell you about how much better things were under my watch. And let me speak an articulate English sentence. That's going to be the biggest contrast of the night.